Elena Ferraz : In the city of the Undead

(On the WPC contest ~~ Please vote with powerstones ) She reincarnated in another world and lived a good life, well ... not really good, but really exciting. Full of adventures, enemies, loves, dreams, pirates, flying ships ... But it all ended up in the hands of her former lover, she was killed by him, without reaching any of her dreams and still with so many incomplete adventures. However, she died in peace with herself, knowing that she did her best and that the future was in the hands of her friends, that they could avenge her and prevent the empire from destroying everything that was precious to them. Until she woke up in the heart of the empire, she was no longer alive, but neither did she appear to be entirely dead. She who was once the symbol of resistance when she lived, and who became a martyr for them, now dead, must sail again through a mysterious world alongside what appears to be her former enemies. ----- In a dark room, the woman in red opened her eyes . She took a deep breath and put her hands where she was shot. "Don't worry. You're in a better place now." Elena looked away. In an armchair was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, his hair was bluish black, like the night sky she spent on the captain's ship, his eyes were silver like the liquid mercury from her chemistry lessons in her first world . He was more handsome than Arthur could ever be, she gaped for a moment. "Where are we? Who are you?" She then noticed that his lips were redder than should be humanly possible, and his skin was paler than anything she had ever seen. He then ran his hand over his mouth and she realized that his lips were not naturally red, but that there was blood in his mouth. " What are you?" ----